He reached over and touched her arm, how beautiful she looked, the sun shining on her hair, forming a halo round her head. As he stroked her forehead she sat up, smiling, 'Ron, I love you', he smiled back, 'and I love you too honey' 'promise you'll never leave' 'I promise, I promise.' She lent back into his arms again, but when she closed her eyes, she did not see Ron's face, instead she saw Harry's, she smiled to herself and kept that vision in her head of him, just him.
Harry was in the common room gazing at the fire, he had to do his homework, but he couldn't be arsed to go and pick up a pen, after about ten minutes all the other Gryffindors came in the 1st years screaming with laughter, the 2nd years being 'cool' not talking, and the 3rd years talking quietly amongst themselves. He went upstairs, the heat draining him; he decided to take a short power nap. He lay down and almost instantly fell asleep.
Her lips touched his, his hand brushed hers, he pushed back her hair. He never wanted this moment to end. He was in heaven, she stopped, 'what's the matter?' 'you' she replied, then more forcefully she kissed him again, their mouths parted, his tongue moved into her mouth, he could taste her, that wonderful taste of chocolate and oranges. At first she was ridged then after a while she kissed him back. His hand moved from her waist, up, he felt inside her jumper –
Harry woke up, why was he dreaming this, she was his friend, and she was with Ron anyway, he took a deep breath and was about to get up when Dean walked in, he stayed under the covers pretending to be asleep. Dean walked out after a while. Harry got up, put on his glasses and walked downstairs. They were there, Ron was cuddled up to her on the sofa, kissing. The 1st years were in the corner giggling and pointing, Harry stared, longing for him and Ron to swap places, wishing that he was on that sofa instead of his friend. After a while they came up for air, Ron smiled in Harry's direction he forced a smile back, Ron seemed satisfied, and they carried on.